That night, the Fellowship found themselves in a talan high in the trees. Aragorn was off to the side, arguing with Haldir, the March Warden of Lothlorien. The rest of the Fellowship sat off to the side, waiting for whatever was going to happen next. Kendra, unlike the Fellowship, had actually taken to the trees and now sat on a branch, just above the rest. An elf still stood guard over her, a little higher up in the tree.
She thought back to the events that happened before she awoke here. She still didn't know how she got here; everything was just a blur. She remembered that there had been a call coming in. She was apart of a new company, not the leader this time, which she was thankful for. They had to go and stop a gang fight, which included Summoners. They were the nastiest of mages. They could go into a man's dreams and pull out his darkest nightmares. Most of the time, this was so hard on that person that they died immediately after summoning the creature. The company had gone and Kendra had done her job as a Mage Hunter.
She shook her head, trying to forget that battle. She had used no magic, only her physical strengths and street smarts. Kendra remembered hearing a scream as the final Summoner was taken down, cheering greeting the woman's death. A flash of light was all the Kendra remembered after the woman hit the ground. Kendra had gone home that night, exhausted and fully intent on sleeping in her bed that night. She stepped into her house and that was all that she remembered.
"Follow me," she heard Haldir say.
Kendra jumped onto the platform, surprising Boromir a little at her appearance. Then she followed the rest of the group.